all my friends are men that I sleep with or men that vanish when they get a girlfriend. I have no one real in my life
I'm torn between standing up for myself or going back to the ones that hurt me.
So, I lost most of my friends because the friendships weren't really deep and many of them moved away after school. Then I lost a friend because of a reason I still don't understand, he just stopped talking to me. Another one got into a relationship and basically vanished. Now I have 3 remaining friends, my best friends. One of them lives in another country and therefore me mostly just text. The second one is the "We meet once a year and it's always awesome but then you don't hear from me for another year" type. And now, the third one is mad at me. I don't even really know why. She just suddenly told me that I'm awful and later didn't apologize, so it's still quite cold between us. I just have no idea what I'm doing wrong to be left by everyone.
I have a overweight friend that purposely doesn't eat in front of my friends and I. I know she's hungry because we hangout 8 hours on some days and I've known her for 5 years. Never once do I see her eat a goddam thing. I feel so bad that she's not comfortable
There used to be a lot of people on here and I looked forward to reading everyone's post. Nowadays everyone is suicidal and wants someone else to solve their problems.
I made a new friend some months ago. We hang out a couple of times, mostly at bars or clubs. He often payed, because I have the problem of never having cash with me, but always promised to pay it back. And I did! I must admit that he sometimes had to remind me, but it was never the case that he needed the money for something or that I tried to make excuses to keep it. So, in my opinion, everything was alright. We then went on vacation together, with some other people. It was fun, we never got on each other's nerves like it can happen on vacation, I thought it was awesome. We went home, talking about how we have to hang out again soon, especially on his birthday. Well, can you already guess it? After that, I texted him, and didn't get a text back, even though he was online. I tried multiple times. On his birthday, I called and he didn't pick up. Now the friends we went on vacation with (he doesn't know them as long as me, and he didn't seem to have more fun with them than with me) are invited to his birthday party - I am not. I just don't get it. I guess it's because of the money, but it doesn't make any sense. He could've just said that he won't lent me money again if it annoys him so much. But I don't get how you can end a fun friendship over that?
one of my closest friends just got engaged, I am nervous... I would love to be apart of her special day but I also know the girl is social and has like 30 friends that all want to be apart of her day. She's talked to many of us about wedding plans for over a year with us. I don't know why I have so much anxiety over who is going to be apart of her day.
This is my #MeToo story. I was sexually assaulted, but not nearly as bad as most people, so I feel bad sharing and have never really told anyone, not in detail. When I was in high school, I had a friend who was going through a bad breakup. He asked if I would kiss him just to get his mind off of her. He thought it might help him stop thinking of her. So I, wanting to help him, agreed to kiss him once. But a few days later he kissed me again, even though I told him I only wanted to do it the one time. He kissed me again a week or two after the second time, and he started using his tongue and groping my breasts. I wanted to hit him, to scream, to do anything to stop him, but I just couldn't. I couldn't move, couldn't speak. It was like I was frozen. And he took my silence to mean that it was okay. He even stuck his hand down my shirt to further fondle my breasts. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his pants so I could feel his erection. But he didn't go any farther because we were in my driveway, in his car, and my dad came outside to smoke. I went in my house acting like nothing happened because I felt ashamed and I blamed myself for not saying no. To this day, only my closest friends know it even happened, and no one knows the details. But I'm sharing it here. I feel the need to tell someone even though it's too late to do anything, even though it's not as bad as some stories. I want people to know that silence does not mean yes. SILENCE DOES NOT MEAN YES. Not saying no does not make something okay, and people need to hear that message. If someone does not consent and say yes/it's okay, THE ANSWER IS NO.
It hurts me so unbelievably much when I'm excluded from fun activities and then hear others talk about it. I mean, it's kind of logical and I guess everyone feels that way, but I think in my case, it's even worse. It doesn't only sting, it's not only like a slap in the face. It feels more like being hit by a truck and being left there on the road, people passing by and ignoring my dying body. Last night my boyfriend was on his friend's party - an 'open' party at a bar so it would've been well possible to invite me, but nobody did. I cryed myself to sleep and when I woke up, he sent me a text: "it's 6 am and I'm only home now, wow what a party." Boom. Truck. Just go and have fun without me, everybody. I know I'm lame and don't drink and that you all find me so weird that even my own boyfriend is glad when I'm not there. Let me die here on the street like roadkill.
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